Bewitched

Chapter 44

Mohit's POV

" I won't look at you. Promise. "

" How would you open them without looking?? "

" I can... "

" No, you can't... How would you open it without looking?? "

" Because I know the design. I know how to do it.  "

" I have a better idea... Get me scissors I would cut it. "

" Don't you dare !!! And what would you say to Maya??  That your husband got so desperate that he could not wait... Hence he cut it. No !!! "

" I hate you for designing this. "

I hate myself too...

" I know... I won't look, I promise. "

" That is practically not possible. You can't open them without looking. "

" Shut up !!! It's a matter of just two minutes and you are arguing for the last 10 minutes and before that, you were in the washroom for about 20 minutes. "  He looked annoyed now.

" But... "

" Shhh... Wait !! Trust me I won't look. You trust me?? "

" Hmmm... "

" Then let me do it. " I said and turned her back towards me.

Shit!!! Her back looked so smooth and soft. I wanted to touch it.

You devil... you just promised her you won't look.

I looked for the fastenings and started undoing them one by one.  My claim was right... I was tempted to touch her and do many more things.

You can't... You promised her.  Concentrate on the fastenings. Not her back.

The back of my hand caressed her very smooth bare skin. She shuddered at the merest touch of my hand. It was turning me on. I had a relationship with so many people, yet I never saw the reaction her body gave to my touch.

It was exciting and scaring me. I was tempted to caress her back once again, I tried to control my hands but they seemed to have gone on a strike. They refused the order of my mind and touched her back again. She shivered this time.

A certain part of my anatomy was getting affected with every passing second by her innocent reactions.

It was pure torture... I wanted her but I could not... I opened the remaining fastenings with lightning speed and rushed to the washroom.

Srusti's POV

I changed into the T-shirt as soon as he went to the washroom.

Thank God!!! I am not going to wear that damn blouse again. Who makes designs like that?

My heart was beating so badly. And I felt sparks when his hand touched my back.  My knees turned into jelly.

But he seems so composed. It didn't matter to him at all. It was just a piece of cloth for him. He is so used to taking them off... Of mannequin???

Does he think I am a mannequin?? Hmmm, I think he does he was so indifferent while removing it.

I folded my wedding dress and kept it away carefully and now looked around. Oh  God !!! It was our wedding night.

The floral decoration of the room was reminding me again that I got married to him twice today. Am I married or not??

I was too tired and just wanted to sleep. But I didn't want to share the bed with him. Especially not today...